Meri Kahani

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways
- Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO, What a Ride"

Friday, April 18, 2008

Bollywood sighs with relief. At last, the young and upcoming director Salil has finished his first directorial venture. Running to thunderous applause and critical acclaim in packed cinema houses and film festivals across the country, I can proudly say the film is based, albeit loosely, on my story

For those of you unable to wait for this classic to come to a theatre near you, shout "3 cheers to Youtube" and wade in.

P.S: This post is more than 4 months late. Just so you know, I became famous a lot earlier than you people think ;)

Friday, January 04, 2008

After a long break , I am back to the world of blogging. Let me warnyou however, that unlike Adoor Gopalakrishnan, a long break in my casedoes not necessarily guarantee a classic. Quite a lot of water hasflown down Mahe puzha since I last graced blogworld with wordsfrom my immensively creative literary mind. ( Thank God for smallmercies - the passage of time has brought forth no reduction in theswelling of the head ).

Last time I wrote , I was in Bangalore. The times - they have achanged and now I am in that parudeesa of all true bloodMalayalees - the Gulf. To be more precise - Qatar , that blessedsunlit land , where the only thing you see on all sides is sand, sandand still more sand , and nary a drop of thirst quencher except goodold H2O.

In the hotel room, I was browsing through the various TV channels andwhat do I see on Star Plus but an ad for that magnus opum - KyunkiSaas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thhi . Mock me not, when I declare these guysdeserve an award or something. Its been so long and still SaasAbhi Tak Mari Nahin . Ramanand Sagar ji , this is theoriginal epic.

Lets keep this post short and sweet. Its more a reminder to myself ofthe bunch of desparate people out there waiting with bated breath formy next post. Rest assured guys, your prayers havent fallen on deafears.

As 21st century Robert Browning would say:Sachin's writing posts againGod's in his heavenAll's right with the world

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

I had occasion to read two posts recently - posts written by two friends , one on how Indians compare to the western 'developed' world , the other on the tragic happenings in our underbelly , something all of us conveniently prefer to ignore. The two posts provide the perfect answer to why India can never be uniformly developed , why the gap is just too great - between a middle class looking to the west , criticising the poverty , the dirt , all that we *know* is wrong with our country - and the truly under privileged , whose story we just dont bother to hear.

We ( I count myself amongst the cursing middle class ) , prefer to gripe about the system , about why the buses dont run on time, how the garbage is never collected, why the politicians are so corrupt, how the whole system is wrong etc etc. And the rationale for all this criticism ? We are tax paying citizens, and have a right to determine how our hard earned money is spent. Spare a thought for our fellow citizens, who never had a decent meal , no proper health care facilities, in fact arent even educated enough to protest , like the rest of us civilized folks.

Next time you see that potholed road and open your mouth to complain, spare a thought for this gentleman. His breed proves the saying, 'Hands that serve are holier than hands that pray' (or complain!!!).